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Suit not the born of clay. Oh, rather walk With noiseless footstep, and with lowly eye, Bent on thine own original ; nor mark With taunt of bitter blame thy brother s fall. 5 In dust his frailties sleep. Awake them not, Nor probe the secrets of the curtaining tomb, But lead the memory of his virtues forth Into the sun-light.

So shalt thou fulfil The Saviour s law of love.

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